Kyle talks about life, lit, music, manga girls, sexual taboos, inferiority complexes, Melville's whale, and the pursuit of meaning or close to.
Monday, December 17, 2012
Attended the 52/250 reading last night at the KGB bar
Thursday, December 6, 2012
My new collection of prose & poetry has been published
My new collection of prose & poetry titled Void & Sky has been published by Outskirts Press in both paperback and as an ebook. Please buy it because you should. http://outskirtspress.com/void_and_sky/
Monday, December 3, 2012
In Those Days We....
IN THOSE DAYS WE is a collection edited by Jennifer L. Tomaloff that looks at our past, and forges new lives from old photographs. Featuring written works by some of the best writers this side of the web: Len Kuntz, Robert Kloss, Norman Lock, Molly Gaudry, J. A. Tyler, Kathryn Rantala, Ben Tanzer, Ryan W. Bradley, Andrew Borgstrom, Meg Tuite, Parker Tettleton, Marcus Speh, Chad Redden, Robert Vaughan, J. Bradley, and David Tomaloff
And moi.
Incredibly delicious photos of a bygone era that never truly went away.
http://issuu.com/bendinglightintoverse/docs/inthosedaywe/1
Saturday, December 1, 2012
Sunday, November 25, 2012
Thursday, November 8, 2012
Iggy Pop. An Amazing Career.
Their first three albums didn't sell very well. I remember having all three, including what many consider to be their proto-punk masterpiece--Raw Power, where James Williamson took over lead guitar. I remember watching Iggy on TV circa 1970, jumping before a crowd and smearing his chest with peanut butter. Behind him, The Stooges played "TV Eye." Wow. How time flies. Was it that long ago?
And there was the now legendary confrontations between The Stooges and the Motorcycle gang members in an audience in the Michegan Thearter, in Detroit, around 1974, shortly before The Stooges broke up. On the live album, "Metallic K.O." you supposedly can hear beer bottles being thrown on stage, whizzing and bouncing off of guitar strings. And then, Iggy challening, taunting members of the motorcycle gang, warning them to stop heckling the band (he's only around 5'7"), or he's going to jump offstage and kick their ass. They dared him. Iggy got beaten up pretty bad. The gang members told him that if he ever plays there again, they would kill him. After getting out of the emergency room, Iggy and The Stooges played there the next night.
Eunoia Review...
has accepted a short story of mine--Giddy for Life, due for publication next year. After so many rejections, it feels good to get published.
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